Three years ago I read Darkly Dreaming Dexter, a book by Jeff Lindsay, with the tag line, “A serial killer to fall in love with”. Dexter Morgan appears to be the perfect gentleman, working as a forensic officer for the Miami Police. Everyone likes Dexter, but Dexter has a secret hobby. Turns out he’s an accomplished serial killer. But this is a serial killer with a difference. He only kills the bad guys. Jeff Lindsay has since written more Dexter books, all of which are gripping and creating what should be an impossible result – empathy for a serial killer. It’s the same play on emotions that made us love the charming thug, Tony Soprano. Now Dexter has just made his debut on the U.S. television network, Showtime (the new HBO). They have fantastic shows like Sleep Cell and The Tudors. And that’s not to mention Brotherhood, which was probably the best drama of 2006. Dexter Morgan might the first cold-blooded serial killer you’ve ever cared for. A killer with principles. Weird and mysterious.
